Face the Music
Face hardcore odds and before god we all equal but fall
Feeble to know that whack cats are on the same level as I
Its’a a phenomenon in suspense and with common sense try
Make ends meet the trends on the street can bring you down
Onstage great esteem at the age of eighteen so true and renown
WW III will be fought with computers soldiers taught by tutors
WW IV will be in sick zones with sticks and stone army recruiters
Will be jobless, on the computer my endeavors stink need a clever
Link yall never think of the future because it comes too soon whoever
Believe different wll not receive magnificent success, sad and lonely
At home if I had only known that being a rapper will have you hungry
And seeing a chapter of failure and paraphanalia I would’ve hidden
First and never written a verse so I’m quitting before cursed admitting
My faults, caught between a rock and the green passed on the block
Leaving my *** in shock have to go grab a fast glock aim then stop
Don’t want to shoot, I’m an artist with bling and the hardest thing
To understand is how can haters become creators of rhymes that cling
To microphones? Look I must send a dumb fax to the IRS about
Income tax gas prices has become a fast crisis time to scream and shout
My Ebonics tower like the release of atomic power best to seek shelter
Stuff could spray a nation with radiation, I’m sincerely afraid how rap
Has merely made me vicious and now suspicious in many battles perhaps
Face hardcore odds and before god we all equal but fall
Feeble to know that whack cats are on the same level as I
Its’a a phenomenon in suspense and with common sense try
Make ends meet the trends on the street can bring you down
Onstage great esteem at the age of eighteen so true and renown
WW III will be fought with computers soldiers taught by tutors
WW IV will be in sick zones with sticks and stone army recruiters
Will be jobless, on the computer my endeavors stink need a clever
Link yall never think of the future because it comes too soon whoever
Believe different wll not receive magnificent success, sad and lonely
At home if I had only known that being a rapper will have you hungry
And seeing a chapter of failure and paraphanalia I would’ve hidden
First and never written a verse so I’m quitting before cursed admitting
My faults, caught between a rock and the green passed on the block
Leaving my *** in shock have to go grab a fast glock aim then stop
Don’t want to shoot, I’m an artist with bling and the hardest thing
To understand is how can haters become creators of rhymes that cling
To microphones? Look I must send a dumb fax to the IRS about
Income tax gas prices has become a fast crisis time to scream and shout
My Ebonics tower like the release of atomic power best to seek shelter
Stuff could spray a nation with radiation, I’m sincerely afraid how rap
Has merely made me vicious and now suspicious in many battles perhaps